A Stick of Hua Zi, I Will Not Be Invaded by Ghosts

But when he reached the gate on the fifth floor, Wang Hua was stunned.

Yes, he forgot the most important thing.

They only burned 9 pieces of yellow paper.

The spectacle girl who followed closely behind also saw this scene.

His eyes looked straight at the door, without any expression.

As if losing control of the body, he knelt down on the ground straight.

Then came a burst of heart-piercing cry.

The fat man also rushed over, still beaming with joy.

Looking at Wang Hua is also a flattering expression.

But I saw Wang Hua's dignified face, and the spectacle girl who was kneeling on the ground and crying.

He understood everything in an instant.

"I'm dying?"

His eyes were dull, and he walked up the steps step by step.

Before coming to the gate, there was a hideous expression on his face.

A punch hit the gate, but the gate did not move.

There was a trace of blood flowing out of his hand.

But the fat man seemed to be crazy, and he kept beating the door.

It's still roaring over and over again.

"Why should I go through this damn game!"

"Why didn't this door open!"

Just when he was mad, the first evil spirit ran around the corner of the alley.

Then a few more followed.

The other large forces were still biting the body of the middle-aged man on the side of the road.

From here, Wang Hua can hear his howls.

As the voice became weaker, Wang Hua knew that the middle-aged man was dead.

This is the most tragic scenario task he has ever experienced.

First, the fat man killed the tattooed man, and then the fat man defeated the middle-aged man.

The deaths of the two players are directly related to Fatty.

But he just wants to live, there is nothing wrong with that.

The only fault is this game, this damn organizer.

Wang Hua didn't think too much, it was still so calm.

It seems that there is nothing that can control his state of mind.

It was also such an unchanging face, which shocked everyone in the live broadcast room.

"I suspect Huashen is a monster! He is the same as a gangster at this scale of ghosts?"

"That's right, whoever comes to the death game with smoke, fire, wine, and hamburger! That is not the standard configuration of swords, guns and sticks, that is, a great god like Huashen, so that it can be in such danger."

"This is larger than the ghost tide of the next-door anchor, so there will be thousands of evil ghosts in this way! The organizer is simply frantic."

"Just wait and see, it doesn't matter if you don't see Huashen's face, obviously there is a back move."

"If Huashen falls, I really don't want to watch the live broadcast anymore, it's so cruel!"

"Is this the battle of Zhu God?"

"That's a good name! This scene is called the Battle of God!"

"Fuck you! Huashen is not dead yet!"

The final stage of this mission has become the talk in the live broadcast room.

The audience was amazed at the difficulty of the task, and at the same time prayed for Wang Hua.

They hope that this anchor, who has always surprised them, can perform miracles again.

The real situation is no longer optimistic.

After the body of the middle-aged man was eaten, all the evil spirits ran over.

For a while, the eight lanes above the wide road were full of evil spirits.

They all stared with rolling eyes, and there was a transparent liquid in their mouths.

He looked at the three people in the alley with a greedy expression.

The girl in glasses has cried and fainted, lying on the stairs.

The fat man still beat the door regardless.

The sound of slamming doors echoed throughout the alley.

But Wang Hua knew that it was useless.

If there is, the door has long been opened by the fat man.

The evil spirits are clearly unable to bear it anymore.

On the street, ghosts were all rushing into the alleys.

In the air, there are actually 3 evil spirits that can only fly.

While this surprised Wang Hua, he couldn't help but get a headache.

He gritted his teeth, a serious look appeared on his face.

This time, Wang Hua really got serious!

"The soldiers are here to cover the water and earth, it seems...you can only fight!"

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